My parents always say…

I wish I were as disciplined about writing as you are (which is ironic, as I’m writing this prompt two days late).

We should make an apple pie.

You would have liked my dad.

I am Jesus’ little lamb.

Make sure you lift the stuffing from the bottom of the pan. If you just stir it, it will get all mashed up.

Many hands make light work.

What color socks should I make for…? (Yes. Take this as a hint. She doesn’t remember what colors she’s made for all of us, and I think it might help her if one or two of us gave her a color request.)

I am covered with feathers.

The trees are dancing!

I don’t need anymore snowmen.

When you laugh, it encourages him.

I love you.

There’s a handful for you! What about you? Are there certain things your mom and dad say? Are there things you remember hearing your grandparents or aunts and uncles say? Are there things you hope others remember hearing you say?

My patriarchal Grandpa (a very gentle man) often said: “The squeaky wheel gets the grease.” His approach to life was based upon Christian principles which left room for honest communication that made one’s needs evident – just in case his employer was ignorant of ordinary daily requisites. In a self centered age, this level of civilized intercourse becomes more necessary then ever.

I was thinking about this today…and realized, the comment mom says “don’t laugh it encourages him” I am guilty of stealing that one…but not quite the same way…when I am picking on or teasing someone or making stupid jokes at work, trying to get people to laugh, and people start laughing, I say “don’t laugh, it only encourages me”